This Girl and I


under the sober sky
neither are dry.
though nearby
a far cry.
C R R A B
A S O R Y
sigh replaces "Hi
hereby not an ally.
I do not justify
my war cry.
C R R A B
A S O R Y
my tongue in a tie
I'm much too shy
my alibi.
nothing to reply.
C R R A B
A S O R Y
silence we imply
I dare not defy
the empty lullaby.
it does not satisfy.
C R R A B
A S O R Y
no goodbye.
eyes awry.

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